Sooo….. the local council has been replacing the water mains down my street, has been quite a big job. lots of digging holes, watching them fill with the forecast rain, filling ’em back up with gravel, come back next day, rinse and repeat….whatever…
Now, the street that leads off mine has the same name as my best friend’s surname. This corner sign has been lying under a tree on the side of the road for months. Soon they will put it back up, under a streetlight.
She is an awesome chick, lives a few towns away, and I’m a gonna steal that sign and give it to her. She will be very pleased to have that I reckon.
It will involve sneaking over in the midst of night, with a couple of spanners, maybe some spray to help loosen the rusty bolts a bit. I have checked it out on my many walks to the shop.
I give lots to my town, our rates are crazy high for the services we get, I have no moral issue with the costs imposed by my intended actions.
It’s a medium risk operation. There is a yappy dog in the house over the fence , just a few feet from the scene.
I have my dark hoodie ready. I can’t run fast for long distances, but this must be done.
Wish me luck.